Thing Two: Could wasps hurt Superman?
TM: No. They wouldn't be able to break his skin.
Thing Two: What if they were kryptonite wasps?
TM: Then, Thing Two, Superman would be in a bad way.
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File under "Fusion Foods that Should Never Be":
Nachos Caprese.
No, don't ask.
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I forgot about the particulars of working in an office building, but was quickly reminded the other day when I went into the restroom, and was greeted by a middle aged, mousy woman who seemed to be waiting for a stall, though 4 of the 5 were open. I must have given her a confused look because she said, "Oh. I only go in that one," and pointed to the occupied privy.
This is my future, people, if I stay here too long. I'm telling you. OCD with* bathroom stalls.
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I gardened most of the morning, putting in 10 new romaine plants, 6 broccoli, 6 basil, and 6 tatsoi. Next week I'm planting carrots and onions. I took over Friend One's garden at the Community Gardens here, and I love it. All except for one of my neighbors, Competitive Gardener. He's an ass.
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While I am generally bored by my job, there is a plethora of writing material there. You cannot believe the things people will say without irony. Well, you probably can.
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I have had the same two Netflix for 5 weeks now. What the hell is wrong with me?
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I just realized that I am going to be sans children over Thanksgiving, including the long weekend So, I did what any girl in my situation would do: I called Friend One, thinking I could drive on up to Montana. I forgot, though, that she'll be in Vermont in November. I have briefly considered Mexico--no, I'm not kidding--but it's too expensive. Any ideas about what I should do? It could so be Depression City if I am not careful.
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I am washing laundry right now, so I'm in, you know, laundry clothes. Today that means green plaid boxers and a white Old Navy shirt with material so thin, it looks like I might be headed to a wet-t-shirt contest. But then, just a little bit ago, my neighbor, Guy Who Builds Movie Sets, came over and said, and I quote, "why are you dressed like a sorority girl?"
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I miss teaching so much it hurts.
*tm
*I keep changing that preposition. Can you have an OCD with something? Is it on something? Of something?
I think I have an OCD afterall.
I love these miscellany posts, TM. Thanks for visiting me the other day, and for the nice note about my dog. It's going to be a long road, but every kind word makes me feel a little bit better.
I had to comment on the Netflix thing. I also have a line-up of FIVE movies that have been sitting next to the DVD player all week. My usual solution to a Netflix back log is to send the offending (the ones that I just can't get into watching at the moment) movies back and put them on my queue again for another time. It's like a new, movie renting paradigm. If I don't feel like watching it this week, back it goes. I relate it to deleting the bad digital photos instead of sharing every single shitty picture with my family. At first I had a hard time deleting pictures, but now I rarely keep it if I don't like it.
I'd say come to wine country for Thanksgiving, but I just learned that I'll be headed to the in-laws for what will likely be a multi-day feast. What about a spa getaway? Maybe you could find something cheap around the holidays?
Melis
Posted by: Melissa | August 26, 2006 at 05:25 PM
Oh, God, the unsolicited advice is climbing up my throat like a squirrel with dulled claws--I must open my mouth and SET THE SQUIRREL FREE!
Get your certification to teach middle/secondary school. It pays just as much (prolly more ekshully) as your hideous office job, you're brilliant enough to pass any test the Bush administration requires, it's got good benefits and retirement, and you could teach writing to kids who need it. Cf. Ariel Gore's (pretend this next is italicized) Whatever, Mom--she teaches, or was teaching, up in PDX, and was getting some incredible shit out of those kids.
Whew, am glad that's over.
What, you're unable to respond to my e-mail? Dammit.
Posted by: Tragically Hip Single Mother | August 26, 2006 at 08:28 PM
Have I mentioned that I miss you? That I miss the absolute shit out of you? Nachos caprese... Sheesh.
Posted by: Friend One | August 26, 2006 at 10:50 PM
Thanks for the I miss teaching comment. I'm up to my neck in "please add me" and "I don't know how to use a computer". But I do like the students (don't I?). Anyway, I think you would be an amazing teacher, and you are an amazing writer. Think about teaching at a community college. No additional forms or tests. Summers off. There are lots of them. Everywhere. Need I say more?
Posted by: LynnKK | August 28, 2006 at 06:20 PM
You say OCD with bathrooom stalls like it's bad thing.
Posted by: Kari | August 28, 2006 at 10:21 PM
Netflix
I have had a Netflix here since April.
APRIL.
Also. Thanksgiving. Hmmm.
Road trip?
Can Omega cook?
Posted by: Kari | August 28, 2006 at 10:22 PM